The transition from DINK life to first trimester… is rough.

One minute your life is fun and the next it’s … not.

I (31F) am 9 weeks pregnant currently. I feel like I’m so exhausted all the time that even if I want to do something on the weekends, I barely have the energy for it. Other than work M-F, my husband and I have pretty much been homebodies. Went out to lunch today (big outing for the day!) and then immediately back home to nap. Stayed in last night. I’m just struggling with boredom and isolation. None of my friends know yet. I feel like before getting pregnant we would spontaneously go out to see live music, take weekend trips, travel, go on hikes, explore new restaurants… now it’s just eat, try not to be nauseous, sleep (a lot), repeat. Every day. It’s depressing. Again, I want to do more things but physically I feel so drained.

We don’t know the gender yet, so even can’t shop as it’s too early. No bump showing yet. Just all the shitty side effects. First trimester sucks guys.

I feel bad but sometimes I have this creeping fear like “what have I done?” and “7 more months of this?!” Even though this pregnancy was very much planned and wanted by both of us. We have been married 6.5 years, together for 11 and I feel like it’s so hard to turn in the “DINK life” card. I see our other friends on ski trips, wine tasting in Napa, girls trip to NYC, brunch, concerts… it’s hard not to get jealous when you’re at home sucking on a lemon ginger drop to keep the nausea at bay. It feels like my body is no longer mine and I feel guilty for feeling selfish. I don’t want my life to become boring and monotonous. I want to pick up and travel on a whim or see a show or go to a nice dinner. I guess being pregnant has just made me realize my whole life is going to change and it scares the hell out of me.

Can anyone else relate? 😔